The death rose

January 23, 2010
By Anonymous

I gave you a rose,
You through it back at me.
I told you i loved you,
You said that you didn't.
I cried all night,
You smiled of delight.
I watched you walk,
And you watched me talk.
You said to bad,
I said please don't.
You gave me a rose,
And i died of loath.
I wished for death,
you said ok.
I missed you so bad,
I had to forgive.
I hate you,
You are my death.
The rose you gave,
Is death.

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